believe this, but I never made it there. I was chasing a female wolf and we sort of got lost in the woods up here. She’s injured and… ” he trailed off, showing Niall where they were through their link.
“ Let me see if Jenna can help get you both. She’s a little drained, so it might be a while. Do you think you and the female will be okay for a couple hours?”
Slater looked at the steady rise and fall of LeeLee’s sides. Her breathing didn’t seem labored. “ Yeah, but not too long. We are in the wilds, man. I don’t want to freeze my balls off.”
“Why don’t you shift back?” Niall’s question was simple, but how could he explain he was afraid he’d want to hump an injured wolf. Yeah, best to stay human and let the female stay wolf. Two different species kept him in check.
A chuckle came through their link. “ I can see where that would be a problem. You need to work on your walls, man.”
Slater sent him the image of the jackbird, the action of him pumping his fist and then flipping Niall the bird, making his alpha laugh even harder.
“ Nah, you’re not my type. I’ll let you know when Jenna is coming. In case you haven’t met her, you might want to brace yourself. She’s sort of an acquired taste. I’m thinking the alpha of the Iron Wolves is still cursing her.”
“I’ve met Kellen a few times. I’m pretty sure he can hold his own against any female,” Slater laughed.
“You say that now, but wait till you meet her.”
Slater shivered. “Could you let Kellen and Laikyn know that I’m not gonna be coming their way after all? At least not for a while.”
“Consider it done. Remember what I said about the Fey. She’s a force to be reckoned with, but someone you definitely want to have on your side.”
He was going to ask what the hell his alpha meant, but his skin was beginning to turn a nice shade of blue. Slater was pretty sure that wasn’t good. With a quick agreement to not piss off the Fey, he promised to keep Niall updated.
“Hey, girl. I’m going to snuggle up to your back once I get this fire started. We need to keep warm, but the cavalry is coming.”
The fire pit he created began to smoke and then a small flame came to life. “Yes. I make fire.” He pumped his fist, knowing he sounded like a caveman.
He looked over, sure he’d heard LeeLee snort, but the animal had her eyes closed. Dammit, he was jumping around in the freezing cold with his junk hanging out, acting a fool, and he was more than likely not putting on a good show. He looked down at the anatomy part in question, thinking the cold surely made it shrink a couple inches, happy to see it looked the same size as normal. Nothing could be done about the blue hue to his skin since he was a natural red head, although he did tan so he wasn’t pasty white like most gingers. Again he shrugged, and let his hands fan out over the flames. He resisted the urge to turn around and warm his ass. A man did have standards.
Once the flames were crackling nicely and he had enough wood to keep it going, he stood in one fluid motion, ignoring the stiffness in his cold limbs. Picking up the sleeping LeeLee, he carried her closer to the fire, yet far enough away she wouldn’t get burned if a stray flame leapt out.
Settling her onto the ground he’d covered with some leaves, he curved his body around her back. The soft fur like a blanket to his front. Slater ignored the fact his ass was cold, knowing she was now warming from the front to the back.
Slater used his arm to rest his head, warmth seeped into his body. Exhaustion pulled him into a restless sleep. The feel and sound of a thrashing wolf woke him, her claws raking across his calf had him jumping into a crouch, wondering what or who was attacking.
Then, he noticed she was sleeping. Fearing he’d hurt her or she him, he tucked himself behind her again, grabbing her front legs in his hands, murmuring in her ear for her to wake up. It took a few minutes, sweat
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